Yet, there was a grain of genuine interest in the question. A week earlier she had made a point of telling me no anal because she had not done that in...over a year. Nonetheless, I had slid a finger into her ass the last time we were together, and she seemed to enjoy it. Really enjoy it. “As long as you take your time and do it slow. I need to get used to it again.” Mmmmmm. Sarah did want to play. My pants were off and my erection was pointing straight at Sarah. She stared at it with the look of. When I made it to his neck I reached down and released my own cock from my pants. It already was leaking pre-cum.I pushed its stiffness against my lover’s limp cock still wet with my saliva and the last of his semen. I used my own meat to stroke his, making sure our balls bobbled against each other. The feeling of his kinky hair against my smooth skin was a new sensation I hadn’t noticed in our previous encounters. It was intoxicating.I settled into sucking on his bottom lip as I worked our. It didnt fit in my mouth properly, let alone my thought. I tried desperately to please him, licking and slurping on him, keeping my teeth as well covered as possible, hoping to hear sounds of encouragement from this huge man. I received something approaching a compliment as John said to Mike, Not a bad little whore you have here Michael, fuck her arse while she sucks me and do it hard! I braced myself as I felt Mike spit on my rear entrance. He obviously didnt want to enrage his Dad by delaying. " There is no need for formality here my friend," Lord Omar muttered in reply, brushing off my adherence to protocol. "We are friends and allies and I have been anxiously waiting news about you since we last saw each other. So come and sit with me and share some wine and tell me what has happened since you sailed from my harbour two weeks ago. Did you rescue your mate and your friend?"I ended up sitting on the divan with Lord Omar. He called forward a servant who poured me wine and then poured.